Feeling the coolness coming from behind, Wang Ji made a backhand move "Shenlong Swinging Tail". Wei Yixiao knew so much that he didn't dare to take it hard, so he hurriedly dodged to avoid it.

As soon as Wei Yixiao was forced to retreat by a palm, King Yin Ye rushed up again. I saw him raise his right hand and slap it at Wang Ji with a palm.

Facing the blowing palm wind, Wang Ji clawed his hands, grabbed the wrist of King Yin Ye with one claw, and grabbed the throat of King Yin Ye with the other claw.

"Talon Grabler!"

Recognizing Wang Ji's tricks, King Yin Ye was taken aback at first, and then immediately rushed to the crown angrily.

"Dare to use the eagle's talon to grab the hand in front of the white-eyed eagle king's son!"

Yin Yewang's expression became more and more hideous.

For his father's famous stunt, King Yin Ye naturally knew a lot, and even with his eyes closed, he knew how to deal with every move and style. He didn't think about it immediately, so he dismantled the past according to the usual method of fighting with his father.

I saw that King Yin Ye's hands were turned over, his five fingers were claws, and he took Wang Ji's wrist instead, and he actually used the "eagle claw grappler".

Seeing that King Yin Ye's fingers were about to touch Wang Ye's wrist, he saw that Wang Ye's arm suddenly twisted like a snake, quickly bypassing the claws grabbed by King Yin Ye, and before he could react, one claw scratched his throat. The eagle claw grappler, which integrates the skills of the Spirit Snake Fist, retains the original fierceness and fierceness, but also adds the weirdness and unpredictability, which makes people even more unguardable.

But seeing blood gushing out of King Yin Ye's cracked throat like a spring, his eyes widened, as if he hadn't understood what was happening. But whether he understands it or not, the facts that have happened will not change. With the surge of blood, his life began to pass continuously, his body became weaker and weaker, and his consciousness gradually blurred, and after a while, his life came to an end.

After grabbing King Yin Ye's throat, Wang Ji stopped caring about him, and turned back to Wei Yixiao, who rushed up again.

Wei Yi smiled when he saw the process of Wang Ji's killing of Yin Tianzheng's father and son just now, and knew that he was not Wang Ji's opponent alone, so he hurriedly beckoned Wusan people to come to help: "Zhou Dian, say no, Monk Peng, if you don't come to help, you can only help the old bat collect the body." ”

"It's strange that vampire bats would ask us for help." Zhou Dian heard Wei Yixiao's plea for help, and pretended to be surprised.

Wei Yixiao saw that Zhou Dian couldn't come to help, and he teased himself, and his heart immediately became angry, and while using light skills to deal with Wang Ji, he said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, the Eagle King has already folded in the hands of this kid, why don't you come and help!" ”

"What?!" Hearing that Yin Tianzheng was killed, Zhou Dian was also taken aback, and he didn't dare to mess around anymore at the moment, so he hurriedly ran over to take a look.

Seeing the corpses of Yin Tianzheng's father and son, Zhou Dian's heart was immediately filled with grief and indignation, and he shouted: "Stinky monk who said no, old man with iron crown, Mr. Leng Mian, Monk Peng, if you don't come again, the vampire bats will follow in the footsteps of the white-eyed old man!" At the same time, he raised the steel knife in his hand and slashed at Wang Ji.

The remaining four of the five scattered people heard Zhou Dian's shout, and they also realized the seriousness of the problem, and they got rid of their respective opponents and rushed over.

Looking at the slashed steel knife, Wang Yi snorted coldly, abandoned Wei Yixiao, who had been dodging, and swung his right palm out and slapped it towards Zhou Dian.

After a short fight, Wei Yixiao knew that Wang Ji's martial arts were high, which was really the only one he had seen in his life, Zhou Dian couldn't resist the enemy, and immediately slapped out his palm, grabbed it in the head, and took Wang Ji's palm. The palms of the two intersected, but they were silent.

Wei Yixiao only felt a mellow yang true qi coming from the palm of his hand, dissolving all the cold true qi of his "cold palm", and it came straight to his chest along the meridians.

Feeling the true qi of déjà vu, Wei Yixiao was secretly surprised: "Isn't this Sect Leader Zhang's 'Nine Yang Divine Skill'?" How could this kid too? "At the moment, the power of urgent luck is against the yang energy. But the yang energy became more and more powerful, and in a moment, Wei Yi felt that he was burning inside, and he couldn't resist it.

Wei Yixiao blocked Wang Jie's attack for Zhou Dian, so that Zhou Dian could continue to swing the steel knife at Wang Jian without any scruples. I saw that the steel knife was like a silver match, and it came to the top of Wang Ji's head with the momentum of splitting Huashan.

Just as the steel knife was about to touch Wang Ji's forehead, Wang Ji raised his left hand and reached forward like lightning, like a snake catching a frog, and firmly pinched the blade.

Zhou Dian was stunned for a moment, then clenched the handle of the knife with both hands and pressed it down violently. However, no matter how hard Zhou Dian tried, the steel knife seemed to have taken root in Wang Ji's hands, motionless.

Zhou Dian didn't believe in evil and continued to press down, suffocating his face red. But the steel knife still didn't move.

At this time, he had already come to the three of them, and he saw that Wang Ji's hands were occupied by Wei Yixiao and Zhou Dian respectively, and he took out a big bag and put it on Wang Ji's head.

Looking at the pocket that was getting bigger and bigger in front of him, Wang Wei was not flustered, and with a twist of his left hand, he broke the steel knife infused with the true qi of Zhou Dian's whole body. Zhou Dian was caught off guard and stumbled forward.

With a wave of his left hand, Wang Ji shot the half-cut knife in his hand towards Wei Yixiao.

Wei Yixiao was trying his best to resist Wang Ji's true qi, looking at the flying broken knife, although he wanted to dodge, he was already powerless. I saw a flash of silver light, and the broken knife had already shot into Wei Yixiao's chest. Wei Yixiao only felt a pain in his chest, and he felt that the strength of his whole body began to drain outward, and he immediately softened to the ground.

Wang Yi lowered his head and used the snake-like raccoon dog to turn over, avoiding the pocket that said no.

Seeing that he was injured and fell to the ground, he didn't care about pursuing Wang Ji, and hurriedly ran to his side to find out about his situation.

I saw half a steel knife piercing through Wei Yixiao's chest, the tip of the knife piercing out of his back, and wisps of blood continued to flow out of the wound. But in the end, he is also a rare master in the rivers and lakes, and before being pierced through the chest by a steel knife, he managed to avoid the vital point of the heart. Therefore, although he was seriously injured, he did not worry about his life for a while.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Wei Yixiao was in a state at this time, obviously unable to fight with people anymore, so he called the two Flood Banner disciples next to him and asked them to carry Wei Yixiao out of the battlefield, while he himself would force Wang Ji with the remaining four of the five scattered people.

But seeing that the five people who said no, Leng Qian, Tieguan Daoren, Zhou Dian and Peng Yingyu went to Wang Ji from five directions. After seeing the fate of King Yin Ye and Wei Yixiao, they all knew that the enemy's martial arts were unfathomable, and they had no luck to face the enemy alone. Therefore, they maintain a unified pace, moving forward step by step unhurriedly, and no one is one step ahead.